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July 4th 2016 | Happy Birthday America!

Dear Kid,

Have you ever noticed that no one sets off fireworks on your birthday? They don’t on mine either.

Fourth of JulyAnd yet, as we celebrate America’s (faux) birthday (read about the faux-ness here), there will be plenty of fireworks.

And hot dogs. And beer. And concerts.

And more fireworks.

And rain. Lots and lots of rain. At least in our neck of the woods.

Which will make the aforementioned festivities much less festive.

Or at least soggier.

Now, just because the forecasters are predicting rain does not necessarily mean rain will arrive. Weather forecasters are notoriously good at being wrong. And still keeping their jobs.

Also, this is Southwest Ohio. So when they say “rain” they might very well mean sleet. Or tornadoes. Or purple unicorns.

Personally, I’d be in favor of unicorns, purple or otherwise.

Regardless of the weather (or lack thereof), my hope is that our country continues to thrive and provide freedom for many, many, many years.

Happy Fourth of July, Kiddo.

Love, Mom

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Ready for a Picnic? International Picnic Day

Dear Kid,

Happy InternHappy International Picnic Day! DearKidLoveMom.comational Picnic Day. Think hot dogs, pasta salad, and watermelon. (And cookies—it’s also National Splurge Day so have a couple.)

The first picnic (I wasn’t there, but I have it on good authority) consisted of an apple—which wasn’t all that filling but had far reaching consequences.

Other sources (like The Wiki) indicate that picnics date back to medieval times (they haven’t really done enough research).

In fact, the modern day picnic was invented by Sir Francis de Pick Nick. Sir Francis’ family unwisely over-invested in red and white checkered fabric. S.F. wasn’t keen on being outfitted in big checks (remember the outfits made from drapes in the Sound of Music?) so he created a marketing campaign starring picnics and checkered tablecloths. (And yes, Jenny, I spelled it right this time!)

Ready for a picnic? (Around here, most picnics will be indoor events since significant precipitation is predicted.)

Don’t forget the ants. Or the pick-a-nic basket (extra points if you get the reference).

Love, Mom

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The Ants Go Marching One By One Zillion

Picnic ants belong outside at picnics not in my kitchen. DearKidLoveMom.comDear Kid,

It’s that time of year again. The time of year when picnic ants forget that picnics are supposed to be outside and they advance in droves into the house. Into the kitchen, to be specific. Into MY kitchen to be even more specific.

And it really is that time of year. Last time I wrote about picnic ants was May 21, 2013. Funny how that works, huh? Especially since that was about ants being outside…

As we have established, I’m in favor of wild life—in the wild. When it ventures inside, that’s a whole new ballgame. When it ventures into the kitchen (into MY kitchen to be even more specific), war ensues.

Guess who spent yesterday morning (or at least a part thereof) killing picnic ants?

The thing with ants is that the more you kill, the more reinforcements are called up. Wave after freakin’ wave of them. Ew.

I tracked an entire outpost of them to the dishwasher. To inside the dishwasher to be specific. To the inside of MY dishwasher to be more specific. Heebie jeebies galore. I ran the dishwasher. I’m pretty sure all I accomplished was teaching the ants to swim.

Do you remember that pismire means “peeing ants”? Really, child, someone ought to pay attention to me since it’s a fair bet that I don’t.

Shout out to University of California at Irvine whose mascot is an anteater. Wish you lived closer.

Which makes me wonder if Thane Maynard and the Cincinnati Zoo would lend me an anteater—just for a day or two. Guaranteed he’d be well fed.

Must investigate.

Love, Mom


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